I remember in my teens and mid twenties, I didn't mind change. I used to go and look for little "adventures". I learned a lot more about my hometown of Centerville Ohio after I got my first car and moved out of my parents house.
A few years later I got the opportunity to go back to the town I was born in (Adtian, Michigan) and meet a part of my family I had never had the opportunity to me before. While there I used to get out and about in my wheelchair to explore the town.
Unfortunately, things did not go too well in Adrian and I moved to Tampa, Florida. For a few years I enjoyed getting out and exploring around Tampa being a bit adventurous. But after a while adventure and change no longer interested me.
Somewhere along the way I got to a point where I actually didn't like change. I have over the years come to a point where the I found a comfort zone that I didn't like venturing from too often. Specifically, the last five years or so I found myself a lot more unwilling to leave home much.
Then about a year and a half ago I started to think that maybe I have lived alone too long but didn't think that was going to change anytime soon. Simultaneously, I really began to miss my friend Amanda; who four years before that left my life without an explanation. For those years I had thought about her often and prayed that she was OK and that I would see her again.
About two Christmas' ago she showed up at my apartment with a son. We spent a few hours together that Christmas and when left with a promise that I would hear from her real soon. Nothing happened.
Then one day, approximately a year ago I went to the grocery store to get something for dinner. While driving through the store on my scooter I spotted this woman out of the corner of my eye who seemed familiar to me. For a few seconds I just drove on past her and almost didn't decide to go back and find out if she was someone I knew.
Fortunately, I did go back and it turned out to be Amanda. I forget how much of her situation I have written about here but the bottom line is she needed a place to live. I feel like I not only did that but we have become a family.
I have learned things about myself this past year. It seems that most of those things are not enjoyable to learn but I have learned some positives also.
The main thing I have learned is I really don't adjust well to change at all. I never intended to stop writing this blog but for some reason I did. I think it was because I was not adjusting to the change of having two people living with me.
It hasn't been until this past week that I have really begun to feel like myself again. I am hoping that this means that I am finally adjusting to the changes. And I hope things will only get better from here.
I am hoping to get back into writing blogs again on a regular basis.
And I am hoping that I can start/continue that process tomorrow with the start of my second annual baseball predictions.
Hopefully, this older dog can start learning a few new tricks. We will see.
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